Sushi for Princess Lexa || Alexa and Anders
Anders shivered as he exited the upscale sushi restaurant just a few blocks from Alexa’s apartment. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. It was completely absurd to be going through this much effort, time and money to maybe, possibly, but probably not, get with the woman who’d been interviewing him for GQ. She was fucking hot, no question, and he’d been thinking about all of the things he’d be interested in doing to her since the second they met, but it was certainly a gamble to shell out $300 for a stupid amount of sushi that even he couldn’t finish, just to get on her good side. She had him completely wrapped around her finger, and she knew it. He just hoped being there was somehow going to be beneficial to him.
Once Anders reached Alexa’s building, he rang up to her apartment, finding the door immediately buzzed open for him to head in. A few minutes in the elevator later, he was at her front door, knocking with his free hand, the other occupied by 4 large shopping bags full of take out containers. When the door opened, Ders couldn’t help but chuckle. “Delivery for one very sexy, Alexa Muñoz!”
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